The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 1092 “What should we do now?” Darcy and Carson were at a loss.

Aria said heavily, “Let her have a good rest first. If it doesn’t work, we can only hypnotize her!” Darcy and Carson looked at each other worriedly.

“Let's wait until Mrs. Everett wakes up!” Carson nodded in agreement. “Yes, | think Mrs. Everett might not accept hypnosis. Someone as strong as Mrs. Everett will slowly accept this reality.” “That's the only way!” “Then we'll leave first.” “No, you can’t leave for the tbeing.” Aria was speechless.

“Even if you want to leave, you have to get Mrs. Everett's permission.” “Then let's wait!” Joanna slept in a daze for almost two hours before finally waking up.

Darcy, Carson, and the others stood guard at the side.

Seeing that Joanna was awake, they immediately went forward to check. “Mrs. Everett, you're finally awake?” Joanna blinked weakly. Her heart was still in extrpain. “Bruce... Bruce...” Darcy quickly advised, “Mrs. Everett, my condolences. The dead can’t be revived. For the sake of the four children at home, you have to pull yourself together.” “That's right! We're only listening to their side of the story now. Is this news true? We still don’t know.” Darcy agreed. “That's right. As long as we don’t see Mr. Everett's body, we can’t believe this news.” “Maybe there's still a chance. Someone as smart and strong as Mr. Everett might have escaped and just hid.” When Joanna heard this, a glimmer of hope rekindled in her heart.

Darcy was right. As long as they did not see Bruce's body, they would not know for sure.

“Where's Aria? | want to talk to her!” “She's still here.” Joanna struggled to sit up. “Helpto see her.” “Will do.” The two of them helped Joanna downstairs again.

Aria sat quietly in the living room, looking troubled.

“You guys can leave first!” “Mrs. Everett, we're worried...” Joanna said expressionlessly, “Don’t worry. There’s nothing to worry about. I'll call you if there’s anything. You can leave!” “Alright!” The two of them had no choice but to leave the living room.

Joanna caressed her aching heart and sat down opposite Aria, “Aria, | hope you won't hide the truth anymore.

“Who exactly is Bruce? “What are you doing? I'm his wife. | have the right to know.” Joanna went straight to the point and asked the question she had been wondering for days.

Joanna wanted the truth desperately.

Aria pondered for a moment. “Did Bruce never tell you?” 13 08:24 Joanna shook her head, her dry white lips trembling uncontrollably. She'd asked Bruce many times, but he'd been tight-lipped, never willing to tell the truth.

Aria didn’t say anything. She silently took out a medal with a maple leaf printed on it from her pocket. “This belonged to Bruce. In the future, you can keep it for him.” Seeing this, Joanna took it with trembling hands. Her red eyes looked at the medal. “What is this?” The medal was gold.

There was a national flag printed on the front and a maple leaf behind it. The design was very solemn and exquisite.

“This is National Defense Bureau's highest honor medal. It's awarded to Bruce.” Aria choked and could not help but cry.

“National Defense Bureau?” Joanna cried out in shock as tears flowed down her face.

“He... He's from National Defense Bureau?” Aria nodded solemnly with a plain expression. “Yes! Bruce is the best agent of the National Defense Bureau.” Joanna's heart skipped a beat. Her face was filled with disbelief.

Bruce hid it so well! In all the years Joanna had known Bruce, she was in the dark. In the interim, she'd suspected a million times that Bruce was up to no good and that he wasn't a good man.

However, this highest honor badge was enough to prove everything about Bruce.

Aria looked at Joanna coldly. “Bruce and | are colleagues. We cto Melta this tto carry out an important mission.” “Before this, we've already sacrificed several batches of colleagues. So, Bruce...” “Don’t say anymore. Don’t say anymore.

“Where is his body? | want to see him.” “It was not recovered.” Joanna calmed down, and her eyes lit up. “In other words, there's no body left?” Leo frowned and comforted her subconsciously. “Ms. Haynes, you don’t have to be so sad. Maybe... Maybe Bruce isn’t dead yet.” “What did you say? Say it again.” “I... I'm just saying maybe. Bruce's body was never found. We're also wondering if he was taken by District 17’s men.” “District 17?” Joanna's heart skipped a beat.

Jaydon had mentioned to her before that Bruce might be related to District 17.

At that time, Joanna only suspected that Bruce was doing something illegal with the 17th district. She did not expect Bruce to be from National Defense Bureau.

At District 17.

In the underground research room.

“That's great. Our third-generation experiment is about to succeed.

“Subject 807’s brain has been injected with electronic microchips. We can’t wait to see the results of the experiment.” There was a rumbling sound.

The huge tempered glass cover was opened. Inside were various high-tech instruments and operating tables.

Bruce lay quietly on the experiment table.

Now, he was already fused with the third-generation werewolf gene body.

The self-repair function of Bruce's immune system was even more unimaginable. His injuries and, 2/3 08:24 1 muscle damage were quickly repaired.

It would normally take at least half a month for a normal person to recover from a bodily injury.

However, through genetic modification, Bruce would only need two to three days to completely repair the damage.

However, it was yet to be proved how much potential was developed.

“Now, wake up Subject 807” “Will do.” Bruce slowly opened his eyes with the infusion of the instrument. After nearly two months of genetic modification, he was almost unrecognizable.

His once handsface was now like a zombie’s face that had been frozen for many days. It was cold and dark, without a trace of life.

“Good boy” Ron looked excited.

“We can test his energy.” “Okay.” Then, the assistant slowly placed an iron cage into the tempered glass cover.

In the iron cage, there was a majestic gorilla.